Hongge stepped forward and wanted to pull Lu Chenhua out, but found that he couldn't get through at all. The magic circle like a protective shield directly blocked the way of several people. Just when he was about to summon his spiritual sword and rush in, the little sack next to him suddenly exclaimed. Said, "Senior Sister, Junior Brother Lu...has become two people?!"
What?
When she looked up, she found that there was an extra figure on the platform, and it was a figure that looked exactly like Lu Chenhua. Both of them wore the same disciple uniforms, had the same cultivation level, and even their auras were almost the same, as if they were coming out of a mirror.
what happened?
"Brother Lu?" She called out subconsciously.
"Ah?!"*2
The two responded at the same time, and then they both froze, looked at each other in shock, and said in unison, "Who are you?"
Both Lu Chenhua's expressions changed, and then they both called out their weapons and looked at each other warily. The key point was that the weapons in their hands were exactly the same.
"Uncle Junior, who is he?" Hongge looked anxiously at the Junior Uncle next to him.
"There should be some secret technique on this stage that can summon an identical clone." The young master's uncle also had a solemn look on his face. It was obvious that he did not expect this situation to happen. After thinking for a while, he said, "This is indeed a fighting method. , but the opponent is not someone else, but this clone."
There is also this kind of operation!
Hongge was a little shocked, and Lu Chenhua on the stage also understood. He clenched the sword in his hand and attacked the person who looked exactly like him opposite.
Soon, several people discovered that the two people on the stage were exactly the same in terms of moves, cultivation, and even fighting methods. The other party was actually on par with Lu Chenhua, and sometimes their moves were even synchronized as if they were the same person.
Hongge was a little anxious. How could he win in a battle with himself? If a new version of oneself emerges as soon as one takes the stage, and if the cultivation techniques are all the same, it will only be a tie at best. Unless one can make a temporary breakthrough during the competition, it is impossible to win.
Seeing that the two of them were in a stalemate, Lu Chenhua's movements became slightly slower as time went by. However, the newly refreshed copy on the opposite side seemed to have endless energy, and it actually had a faint tendency to gain the upper hand. What exactly was it? Naturally, a clone created by a magic circle cannot have the same spiritual limitations as a real person.
If this continues, Lu Chenhua may lose.
Lu Chenhua seemed to understand this. After thinking about it, he gave up the sword move. Instead, he took out a pill furnace, stuffed a few spiritual plants into it, and then smashed it towards the opponent, without stopping the spells in his hand. , directly use the alchemy method to ignite the alchemy furnace to condense it.
But the magical thing is that the next moment, the clone on the opposite side also took out the alchemy furnace and threw it towards him. Even the style of the alchemy furnace and the method of the alchemy are exactly the same as Lu Chenhua, and even faster than him.
The two alchemy furnaces were thrown from different angles, then collided in the air, and exploded at the same moment. There was a loud bang and the power of the sudden explosion caused the entire competition platform to shake. The two of them were directly thrown away and retreated directly to the edge of the competition platform before stopping.
But the power of the explosion did not weaken. Instead, it broke through the protection on the stage and rushed towards Hong Ge and the others.
"Sister!"*2
The two of them exclaimed at the same time, and the two figures rushed towards her at the same time as if they were conditioned reflexes. At the same time, they both formed seals to summon defensive formations, trying to help her block the impact of the explosion.
This is……
Hong Ge was stunned for a moment and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The next moment, another magic circle next to the competition platform suddenly lit up, directly blocking the impact of the explosion. It seemed that all the magic spells were firmly locked within the competition platform, without any spillage.
But Lu Chenhua couldn't stop rushing over. He rushed out of the stage, passed through the protective shield, crossed the magic circle, and stopped in front of the three people.
That's right, Lu Chenhua just rushed down from the competition stage!
Hongge: "..."
Uncle Junior: "..."
Little sack: "..."
Damn it, after the magic circle on this platform is activated, it can stop others from going up, but it doesn't stop the people above from coming down at all?
The four of them were shocked, and the moment Lu Chenhua came down, the clone that looked exactly like him disappeared, and even the heavy magic circle on the stage dimmed.
This... is it over?
I thought it was such a big crisis, but it turns out that I just shut down my phone when I step down?
"Junior Brother Lu, you... be careful!" The little sack wanted to say something, but his expression changed the next moment.
A white light suddenly lit up at Lu Chenhua's feet, enveloping him entirely.
"Brother Lu!" Hongge was also startled and was about to pull someone away.
However, Lu Chenhua's whole body suddenly turned into a white light, and he flew out with a swish. As if he was pushed by something invisible, he passed by them. Even the junior uncle didn't have time to catch him, and he fell directly into the air. position behind him.
They looked back and realized that at some point, the white door that they had just entered had appeared again and had been opened. Behind the door, they could vaguely see the scene of unconscious disciples on the ground.
Lu Chenhua was not injured, but was wrapped in white light and thrown directly back into the door. He fell into the crowd of disciples with a bang, and then the door was closed again.
Three people: "..."
This is... you failed to pass the level, so you were thrown back to the previous level?
"It seems that only by defeating the clones on the fighting stage can you pass the level. Otherwise, you will be sent back to your previous position." The junior uncle analyzed in a deep voice.
Hong Ge also thinks so, but the clone is exactly the same as the original in everything, and it doesn't get tired and has inexhaustible spiritual power. How can it win? Something suddenly flashed through my mind, but I wasn't sure.
perhaps……
"I'll go up and give it a try!" The young uncle took a step forward and planned to go on stage.
"Wait a minute, Senior Brother Chen!" The little sack next to him took a step forward and said, "This is worse than the fighting platform for condensing clones. The higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is. I am the lowest cultivation level here, so why not let me go up there and try it first."
The young uncle thought for a while but did not object. Lu Chenguang directly summoned the magic sword and jumped onto the competition platform.
Sure enough, the moment he took the stage, the magic circle just lit up again, blocking the entire competition stage, and the transparent protective shield appeared again. Opposite the small sack, a figure slowly gathered, and within a moment, a figure exactly like him appeared on the other side of the stage.
The same white clothes, the same indifferent expression, holding a frost sword in his hand, even the cold sword energy on his body is almost the same, it is almost the same as pasted and copied.
